Behind Closed Doors: A Forbidden Romance

Crossdresser in Preggo Clothes
I always had a thin, very small, short body, very feminine actually. Guys always pinched my butt and my "tits" growing up. Two boys got me cornered behind a big wall one weekend and made me suck them and one of them fucked me that day. They took my underwear yelling back that I should be wearing panties. The one that didn't fuck me showed up a few days later at my house after school. Parents weren't home yet, and wouldn't be for a couple of hours. I let him in though I knew what he wanted. He wanted to fuck me. I was lying on my bed face down and he couldn't get it in. I got up and got some vaseline from my moms dresser and used that on me and on him. He got it in. Like the other guy he only lasted about 5 minutes then shot off into me. He came back several days in a row and eventually called me his girlfriend. Eventually on my own I started dressing in womens undies and lingerie at night. I'd also wear bra and garter with stockings and my high heels when a guy wanted to fuck me.

I met Tom and at 20 I moved into his house. He was 35, divorced from a woman, two kids and had me dressing full time, even out in public. My body was very feminine and my hair long now, with makeup, my nails done I was quite passable. His ex knew what I was. Tom and I got very comfy with each other, we had this thing, first I had a clit (it was only 4 inches hard) not a cock, when I was on my back he was in my pussy, when he rolled me over on my stomach he was buttfucking his girlfriend. To tell the truth I started putting on weight and he didn't mind. I didn't get wider at the hips or chest, but I did get fatty little AA cup boobs which he loved, and a belly sticking out in front. It wasn't bad but then one day he took me to shop for clothes. He made me go to the maternity area. Putting an arm around me, and his hand stroking from my boobs around my belly, down to my pussy, he was telling me in public how I should get some maternity clothes now that I was "showing". The sales lady thought it was cute that my "husband" the father of the baby was so attentive. I always tucked in so when she and I went into the changing room and tried on several outfits that showed my "baby bump" she didn't see a bulge. I really don't have one anyway. She even commented that she, a firm B cup was only an A before her second baby. She patted my little double A's and told me they would get bigger and firmer as time went on.

Now Tom takes me out in maternity clothes, waitresses, sales people, ask how far along I am. I tell them 4 months. Some even want to pat my belly. I do feel like a true wife to Tom, more so now I think. I know I'm not having his baby, but it's a nice pretend. I do look really good as a preggo. He often talks about it when we're having sex, how he likes fucking "preggo pussy".

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